Anyone need to get something off of their chest?

[SoSobored]

I just want to say, but obviously can't

Fuck you and your stupid fucking job. You self self arsehole.

Thanks! I just needed to get it out

Oh boy, okay I'll go for it.

You shouldn't be trying to have a baby, no one with any common sense would donate an egg or be a surrogate for you, you can't look after yourself or your current child, you have no money, you keep getting pets and neglecting them, you can't keep your home clean or hold down a job for 5 minutes. You need to grow up, accept you won't have a 2nd child and move on with your life. We've already reported you to the RSPCA, if you have a baby we will call social services as well.

And to my neighbours, Stop leaving your fucking bins in the alleyway between our houses and put them in your garden so they're not a massive obstruction.

I hope a thousand wasps sting the end of your tiny little dick
You Cunt

Fuck off life, you shit on me time after time and I hate what you've made me. I hate I don't have the energy to change but one day, one day I will.

Fuck you to my line manager, just because you are hungry for a promotion and want to work every since waking hour and minute, doesn't mean the rest of us do!! I loved my job and since you came back, I really don't want to be here anymore.

Why do you think people are only as good as the job they do? Why are you always so embarrassed and disappointed in me? I've got a good job, I enjoy it and the hours fit around family life. Why do you think you have the right to make me feel bad about myself? Why do you always talk to my sister but totally ignore me? Or worse, make fun of my job, ask vague questions but drift away before I've even answered? It's so frustrating.

God yes….

Silent treatment is utterly infantile & never achieves anything.

I am sorry that you were brought up by a narcissistic mother and learnt to survive by using silent treatment as a way to manage differences of opinion. But I’m not acquiescing to your exacting and unreasonable standards, & using these controlling tactics will not work on me.

Grow the fuck up and be kind.

I don't give a shit about these minute details of who is doing what and when in the extended family over Christmas. Just sat through a family zoom meeting where we discussed what people are doing over about 5 days and it all seems to be highly micromanaged and involve a lot of doing things all together
(it will be me and my young DCs' first Christmas without DH)

Stop fucking sulking! You'll ruin a wonderful thing you silly silly man!

You're making me question the relationship...

I'd like to say to our neighbour.... Dh divorced his first wife coming up to 23 years ago. After 3 years of marriage and no kids. We met 19 years ago and married 18 years ago.

Do you think you could refrain from shoe horning DH's first marriage into every convo? Not least because you remarried after divorce less than 5 years ago? I get your current wife is the best friend of DH's ex, but you know- she's married twice since then. You reckon you could all get the fuck over it?

My new MIL is hideous. We've rowed and I've cut contact. Unfortunately she didn't like me going to get help from our local women's aid with the DV I suffered from my previous relationship. I had to go through so much shit with my ex I really don't deserve to be shamed for it.

@threebeforetwo

No, it’s not “a relief” that future pregnancies are likely to be okay. That’s not really what I’m thinking about on the day that I had to give birth to my dead baby.

😔😔😔 hugs, it won't help you that a stranger on the Internet says this, but I'm sad for you are in my heart tonight x

Also, I have nothing to get off my chest, and it's liberating. Although I do wish my son could find a girl to love him 🦋

@BoudiccaBee

I hope a thousand wasps sting the end of your tiny little dick You Cunt

I have been signed off work for 3 weeks with the return of the black dog (depression). I have my review with the GP tomorrow. I don't want to go back to work yet. I don't feel ready but I feel horribly guilty, we are struggling for resource right now. It just feels like an added ball to juggle in amongst DSs many health issues, DDs commitments and the alcoholics in my life.

Huge fuck you to my current manager. Stop taking the piss, stop sick leave off people when they have covid and making them owe you hours, stop pretending you’re family friendly when you’re anything but. You are the reason we are so short staffed. You. No one else. Our department is fucking toxic because of you.

I want to say that I can't keep being everything to everyone in my family. One family member is going through something genuinely traumatic and awful, and I want to be there for them as much as I possibly can. But I'm struggling unbearably because other members of my family are using me as a dumping ground for their feelings about it, and I am deeply mired in their stress and negativity.

Not one of them ever seems to consider that it takes a toll on me to counsel them for an hour about how upset and anxious they are. And I have a baby and a very stressful full time job and some pretty significant health issues to contend with. I want to throw my phone in a lake and be left alone, even just for one day.

Stop posting cryptic fucking messages then getting arsey when people don't respond how you'd like. None of us have the time or, frankly, interest to be playing guessing games.

Fuck you, you spoilt using little brat. The poisoned apple didn't fall far from the tree. You've proven what a horrid person you really are, who lies about mental health for sympathy?!

That was quite liberating.

You were responsible for his death. I hate you and will never forgive you

I’m scared. I’m really fucking scared and I know it’s terminal but what nobody knows is how long you have, how long you’ll be alright for, and how long until the decline comes, and how long that lasts for. The internet says a few years, but that’s too fucking vague for me and I want to know specifics but nobody can give me the answer. I don’t want to waste the time we’ve got left doing boring shit, but life continues it seems even though yours has less time than we realised before. I am absolutely fucking terrified about the future for you, and how the fuck I’ll cope after you’ve gone. I don’t know a life without you.

I can’t breathe a word about this to you, because I don’t want to make your illness about me and my feelings - things are shit enough without my making you feel bad about how scared I am. So, I’ll keep on being dead cheery and forgetting it exists and hope for the best. I’ll be with you all the way, and it’ll be alright one way or another.

That I absolutely hate the new job I just started 5 weeks ago and want to leave already, the staff are a bunch of malicious two faced witches and the role is drastically under paid, under valued and awful!

Ex, just fuck off and die and leave me alone. I've changed my phone numbers, my email address, we have no ties yet you still send twice weekly letters asking for money . In particular, any money you spent on me in our 15 year relationship i.e. Christmas and birthday presents, household items like beds, TV etc. that WE bought together. Apparently I owe you £25k, despite what you put me through and leaving me with your debts amounting to much more.

I hope your next shit is a hedgehog...a fucking big one

@Ifonlyidknownthen

That I absolutely hate the new job I just started 5 weeks ago and want to leave already, the staff are a bunch of malicious two faced witches and the role is drastically under paid, under valued and awful!

Omg, not as serious as yours, but I also started a new job a few weeks ago and am already planning my escape

DSis, I’m sorry that you moved cross country to spend time with our parents in their final years, only for them to both die within a year of you getting here but I now feel stuck with you. I hate that I’m the only family you have left and that your care will fall to me in the future. I invited you to spend Xmas with me out of obligation.

I'm sad. I feel lonely. I feel hopeless. Everything around me is moving on and I can't. The children keep me alive.